Reflection doesn’t always
Answer life’s questions;
Glass, clear but empty,
Sometimes clouds opinions.
Awakened to the loss
And hopelessness inside;
I feel the pining of the pane
To be shattered, left to hide.
© 2017, Joe Jenkins
Poetry: Glass in Creative Writing
- Oct. 20, 2017, 5:29 a.m.
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